Chapter 92

Stella sighed and reluctantly dialed Haynes' number again.

"Ring, ring, ring..." No answer.

Before long, the call ended on its own, timing out in silence.

The two receptionists exchanged a look, their expressions growing more disdainful, as if Stella were something unpleasant they had to deal with.

One of them glanced at Stella's striking face, a flicker of envy crossing her eyes, and spoke with a sarcastic edge. "It's laughable, really. Mrs. O'Brien herself can't even get through to Mr. O'Brien... Do you think we're fools?"

"Yeah, since when did every Tom, Dick, and Harry think they could just waltz in to see Mr. O'Brien? Gold diggers these days hit new lows," chimed in the other, her voice dripping with contempt.

"I've seen plenty of women who think a pretty face is all it takes to snag Mr. O'Brien, but none quite so bold as to pretend they're Mrs. O'Brien," she added, just loud enough for Stella to hear.

disbelief. After five years of marriage to Haynes, there was no respect—not

today?" Stella asked, trying to

policy forbids disclosing Mr.

to be Mrs. O'Brien? Shouldn't you

Stella turned and walked over to the waiting area, unwilling to engage

receptionists, convinced that Stella was just another woman with

leave. Mr. O'Brien won't see you," one

women like you just ruin the atmosphere around here!"

don't leave,

"Get out of here!"

to let it slide, respecting that they were just doing their jobs. But their attitude had crossed a

she couldn't help but smirk at their defensive hostility. Haynes was even more

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